The turning of year draws close, we pause, here at the limen between what’s done and what’s to come – the snake’s lips meet its own tail and we ride the circle, blind and naked as babes. The reflexive curl (…)

The winter solstice is nearly upon us – this one so trepidatiously anticipated as a harbinger of either the end of the world, or the beginning of a new era of human conscious – depending on you talk to. For (…)

This year on November 2nd, which is Day of the Dead or All Souls’ Day, (also known as the Commemoration of All Faithful Departed), I was in New Orleans – a city that is on more intimate terms with death (…)